King:
Thirty nine and a wake-up, a pause for the cause, and I'm a gone motherfucker! Back to the world!
Crawford:
I hear you man. Broke a hundred the other day.
King:
No shit!
Crawford:
Ninety two left to go. April 17. DEROS, man. Home to California. I'm gonna be sittin' outside checking out the babes on the beach. The surfin's gonna be good.
King:
March, man, in Tennessee, sniff the pines, sniff that cross-mounted pussy down by the river. Whoo, hot damn! Hey Taylor, how long you got left? Three hundred and what?
Chris Taylor:
Thirty two. Three hundred and thirty two days.
King:
Sin loi, my boy!
Crawford:
I can't even remember when I was three thirty two, man. You gotta, like, count backwards or something, you know, like you got 40 days in, I mean, think positive dude.
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